Anniversary Sex In(n) the City

It was that time of year again.  That one precious time when it is just us for an entire 24 hours.  This year was a bit of a milestone, 15 years, and my best friend gifted us dinner and a night away at an inn in the city.  She texted me with the instructions to have, “Lots of talking.  Lots of bonding and of course, lots of SEX!”  (Gotta love a best girlfriend!)  We had arranged for someone to come and watch the three products of our union for the night and with no agenda in mind, went into the city for our night away.

We were too early to check in to the inn so we just parked our car and began to wander the streets.  It was a hot day so we stopped for a homemade ice cream bar at a French Bakery.  We then decided to wander down to the art gallery and take in the exhibits of some famous and not so famous artists.  We took our time looking at all the different art pieces, enjoying the time to take them all in.  We noticed the time and walked back to our inn and checked in just before our supper reservation.  The suite was beautiful and quaint.  A sitting room, charming bedroom, large bay windows, molding, antiques, leather couch, and even a fireplace.  We settled ourselves and then headed down for dinner in the dining room to enjoy our three-course gourmet dinner.

The meal was superb!  Each course was amazing and in the end, left us feeling full and satisfied.  We thought that we would take a walk down the waterfront to settle our food; after all, we didn’t want to be too full to enjoy our evening activities!  After a nice walk to enjoy the warm evening, we settled back into our room.

“I want you to open one of your gifts,” my husband said.  We settled on to the bed where he handed me a wrapped package.  I opened it to find a diamond heart necklace!  I tried it on and admired it on my neck and then safely put in back into the jewellery store box.  “I suppose you want your gift?”  I said with a smirk.  “I will be right back.”

I headed to the bathroom with a special package of my own.  I removed and hung my clothes on the back of the bathroom door.  I took out some sexy scented lotion and complimenting body mist and rubbed it on my body.  I don’t usually wear perfume but I picked up some hoping that my husband would love it.  It smelled so good; that perfect combination of feminine, sexy, and musky.  Then I put on some lingerie I had picked up; a royal navy blue lace bralette and thong set.  I took a look at myself in the mirror, took a breath and headed back to my husband who was waiting in the bedroom.  When I got there, he was already under the covers waiting for me.  He let out some comments of approval for how I looked in my lingerie.   I immediately ripped back the covers to see what other surprises he might have for me!  SURPRISE!  Tuxedo briefs!  I chuckled at him and complimented him on his playfulness.

I crawled onto the bed with a cloth bag and told him that I have a few surprises of my own for him!  He told me that he had more for me, too!  Immediately he noticed my perfume and told me that he loved it and he nuzzled in for a lingering breath in.  I told him to close his eyes because I hadn’t wrapped anything.  First, I pulled out a vibrating prostate massager for him to which he was excited about!  Then I handed him a cock ring to which he also approved of.  And last, I handed him a male masturbator of a soft flexible silicone vagina.  That got him even more excited!  He then had another gift for me.  I opened it to find a nipple sucker for some fun nipple play.  I guess the traditional gift for 15 years of marriage is sex toys!

We didn’t waste any more time and we got down to business.  My husband was sitting up on the bed and I immediately I got on top and we began to kiss one another.  He pulled out one of my breasts from my lingerie and leaned down and began to suck on my nipple.  Immediately it sent waves of pleasure straight to my clit and I could feel myself getting wet.  He covered up my breast and took out the other one to give it some equal attention.  It was a great way to start off the festivities!

My husband then laid down on the bed and I swiftly dove to his briefs and I yanked them down and immediately took him into my mouth.  He began to twitch and moan with pleasure as I sucked up and down his length.  He was shaved clean and I was able to make direct wet contact with ALL of him.  I licked up and down his length with long slow strokes, flicked my tongue quickly around his head and in his slit, and took in as much of his length as I could and firmly sucked.  He felt so hard and hot in my mouth and I could feel his dick pulsing.  I reached down with my hand and began stroking his perineum and hole with my finger and he began to rock his body like I have never seen him do before.  He kept saying, “This feels so good!  You’re amazing! Suck that cock! This is the best head!”  I moved down to his balls, alternating between doing my figure eight move and taking them into my mouth and sucking on them.   He continued his affirmation of pleasure and telling me how hot it was.

When I felt that he had had enough, I kissed my way up his body and kissed him on the mouth as he reached up and unhooked my bralette.  He grabbed the nipple sucker and placed it on my nipple and began to pump the bulb.  Good but not as good as him.  I was still straddling him, he sat up and I pulled him close to my boobs and while he sucked and tweaked my nipples, I started to grind on his very hard and hot dick.  I reached behind my ass and pulled my very wet thong aside and sat down on his full length, letting him fill me up.  I grabbed on to the headboard and while I rode and grinded on him, he continued to enjoy my fruits.

“Let’s go to the couch,” I said.  I slide my dripping snatch off of him, threw my thong to the floor and we scurried to the couch.  He sat in the centre of the couch, I slid back onto his shaft and grabbed on to the back on the couch and I began to ride like a woman out of control.  He continued his assault on my breasts and then I felt something that I rarely feel – the budding of a g-spot orgasm!  I am blessed to be able to have multiple clitoral orgasms but I have yet to reach the elusive g-spot orgasm. I have had the rise of one a number of times before but I have never been able to go over the edge.  I decided that I was going to try for all I was worth so I began to ride harder and harder, as long as I could.  I was clenching my pelvic floor, throwing my head back, moaning.  Like the tide, I could feel it swell and surge and get close to crashing over me.  It felt so good and I couldn’t get enough of that dick pleasure.  I rode as long as I could until I completely exhausted myself, but that g-spot orgasm escaped me.  It was still a great ride, but I needed my husband to take over.

I stood up and moved to the end of the couch and bent over the leather arm and rested my head on the throw pillows.  My husband entered me and began his charge over my pussy.  Over and over again he pounded into me and I could feel my juices running down the sides of my legs.  I moved my knees to the arm of the couch and spread them as wide as I could so that he could go deep inside of me. He grabbed my ass and went as deep and as long as he could into the depths of my most private of areas.

He flipped me over so that I laid over the side of the arm and my back and head rested on the pillows.  He entered me again and he began to thrust slowly and forcefully, my body rippling with every thrust.   The force of every thrust was intense and pleasurable.  He pulled out and bent down to lick my swollen and wanting clit.  I rested my legs on his back as he began to lick and slurp what was his and his alone. Moaning, I grabbed onto his head pulling him closer to my sweet spot and began to run my fingers through his hair.  My swollen clit and my inner primal need, began to beg to cum.

I wanted to get more comfortable so we went back to the bed.  I propped my head up on the fluffy pillows so that I could get the view of my husband eating his desserts.  He gave my tits some loving and he kissed and licked his way down my body back to park himself in his favourite spot and began to kiss and lick my bare shaven pussy.  The pleasure was extreme and I began to gutturally moan in pleasure.  My husband inserted his two fingers into my vagina, reached up a hand to pinch and roll a nipple and continued to masterfully lick my needing clit.  He started to move his fingers in and out of my hot and dripping hole and I cried out, “Yes!  Fuck me hard!”  He did just that and soon my first orgasm crashed over my body.  It was so powerful and I clawed the bed sheets, crushed my husbands head with my legs and, my body involuntarily jerked all over the bed.  I was in a state of euphoria as my orgasm seemed to go on forever.  Before it even subsided, four more orgasms overtook me with their power. After what seemed like forever, I needed to stop or I felt like I would pass out.

I needed a moment to recover and after I did, I asked him where he wanted me.  “On the couch on all fours,” he replied.  I got up from the bed and made my way to the couch, my juices spilling out of me.  I got on my knees, leaned on the arm of the couch, and presented my ass to my husband.  As he entered me, I could feel more juices run out and down my thighs.  He grabbed on to my ass and squeezed and played with it as he slid in and out of me with abandon.  He rubbed my ass hole then lubed up a finger with my juices and inserted it into my ass.  I could hear the wet sounds of sex coming from our bodies, sweat dripping, pleasure flowing through our bodies.  “You are so wet!  It feels so good!” he cried.  “Babe, cum for me!  Cum for me hard!  I want you to cum so hard!” I said.  And with that, he exploded his seed into me, his body convulsing, and he collapsed on my back from the power of his release.  We stayed that way until he was able to gather himself.  He pulled himself out of me and I felt the mix of our juices flow out of me.  It was a glorious mess to clean up!

We crawled back into the big bed with the fluffy and cozy blankets and cuddled, thankful for our time away to refresh and feel like the sexual man and woman we each are, free to enjoy the sexual experience that God created.  As we left the next morning I remarked to my husband, “I hope that housekeeping staff clean that couch!”